The first week at work just finished for me. You are still enjoying your holidays and I had to work, not quite fair, though in some respect I was happy to go back to the city. No, please do not misunderstand me, I still hate cities and I am not a big fan of sitting in an office all day long, but I needed a break. Too much happening at the moment in my life... I might be very strong, but everybody has their limits...
The best time for me this week was the driving, especially Tuesday during the early hours of the morning. All the fields and hills on the way look so marvellous and peaceful at that time of the day. My car, of course, gave me some trouble – it would not be a Jeep if it ran smoothly. All the way the engine light was on. But maybe this time it was not a Jeep fault... Last Friday the car had to be jump-started. I wanted to do it myself, but... I am a married woman and therefore I have to listen to “You are a woman. You cannot do it” (BTW, I came from EU, in winter, quite a few times I had to jump-start my car, so I have some experience with this...). Anyway, my husband knew how to do it and after the car started he disconnected the jump-start lead together with the negative cable from the battery. Of course there was some explanation for it – the cable was too loose and therefore it happened (I have been driving the car for 18 months now and there was nothing wrong with the connection all that time...). Amazing how men always have some excuses for everything that goes wrong – never their fault; it was not because he pulled on the clip too hard, no, the connection was too loose ;) At the end it looks like the settings on the computer got mixed up and I had to get the car fixed when I made it to the city – luckily we have mobile mechanics who can do it.
Coming back to the issues with the battery. The fact is that the battery was already 5 years old and it needed to be replaced. After we started the car I said to George “I am going to the mechanic shop first and get a new battery. They will most probably help me to put it in.” George's response was as usual very optimistic and full of hope: “I do not think you will get the battery. It is not a battery commonly used and therefore it will need to be ordered. You cannot expect that shops in a small country town will have everything you need, especially not after the Xmas break and for sure they will not replace it for you. You will need to do it yourself. I will come and help you”. Whatever, he might be right and I would not get the battery, but if I did not try I would not know. Therefore I would go anyway and try and that is what I did. I arrived at the shop and at the beginning things did not look good. Somebody came out from the shop, looked at the battery and said “We do not stock these type of batteries. I am not sure if we can help you...” - she said in a very friendly manner. “I really hope you can do something about the battery as otherwise... I do not think I can start the car... It was jump-started before” - I replied friendly and with a smile, but also showing a bit of concern. “I will see what we can do” - the friendly woman replied and went to the shop. Soon she came out again with somebody else. They looked at the battery, measured it and then the man said “I think I have one at the back (in the workshop) but it is a different brand” “I do not care about the brand, I just want to be able to start the car” - I replied smiling. And so I ended up with a new battery which was installed for me in my car. At some point George came to the shop as well and at the end he said to me... ”You are lucky”. Yes, I am Lucky, and I think I am so lucky in my life because I believe in my luck and have a lot of hope for everything I do :)
The best thing, however, which happened to me this week was... The Xmas card, thank you very much. It was really a nice surprise, I did not expect it at all. I felt somehow sad that day (just have to come to grips with some things in my life). I was working on some issues which happened in the last few days and at some point I was looking for my pencil. I opened the drawer and... I did not find the pencil but at once I noticed the card. It put smile on my face – thank you once again.
Last Sunday it was quite funny – at least part of the day. Penny stayed overnight at our place, so Sunday morning she was having breakfast with us. We sat on the verandah. At some point she asked George seemingly a simple question “Which place, where you have lived in Australia, do you like the most. Where would you like to live”. My answer would be straight forward and without much thinking “The Farm of course!”. It was not so simple for George. He replied with another question “What do you mean which town I like the most'. Is it about the climate, or about the scenery, or about the traffic in the area, the population of the town, the proximity to the shops. What do you mean by this question?”. Penny tried a few times to modify the question, but George could not give a straight answer. He was analysing every single place where he had lived in the past and saying what was OK about the place, but why he actually would not like to live there now. I had to turn my head away and laugh. 10 Min later George was still going on with the discussion. And Penny understands me now even better – how difficult it is to have the simplest conversation with George.
Before our breakfast Penny was having coffee with George and I stayed in my office and continued with my writing. Only from time to time I could hear part of their
conversations, but mostly that Penny laughed and I could feel in George's voice that he is getting angry. Luckily it was not me laughing. With Penny he has to be a
bit careful what he does, but with me... Yes, I learned that for me, the best is not to laugh.
Anyway, later Penny told me that they had a discussion about happiness and success in life. George was saying that our life and happiness depends on our parents, how successful they were in life and how much money they had. If the parents were rich, then the children will be successful and also rich. If not, then the children will be struggling in life. Penny, of course, disagreed with this and gave her brother as an example, who might not be very wealthy, but does not have any financial difficulties and is very happy. “Your brother is not a pilot or a judge or a surgeon, so he is not successful”. He might not be one of them, but he used to be an accountant in a renowned company and with the new strategies and systems he introduced to the company, won awards. And he would not like to be a judge, not to mention a surgeon, as he cannot stand seeing blood even on small cut. He tried flying but it was not for him as well. The job he enjoyed the most was... accounting. No, there is not any way that somebody could convince George that being a pilot or a surgeon or a judge is not the dream job of every single person on the planet. Even Penny noticed that his belief that only money gives us happiness is so deeply rooted, that there is hardly any chance to change it. Maybe, except to give him the money and let him go wherever he wants and live by himself... Maybe then he would notice that something is missing in life, and it definitely would not be money... Even if I sometimes mention all the rich and famous people who committed suicide, which to me, indicates that they were not really happy, George has an answer for it “They were too stupid to see that they were happy and had no reasons to complain”... Hmm, interesting approach... And when sometimes I remind him about myself and my life - my parents might be very intelligent, especially my father and his family, but they have definitely not been rich and could not help me at all with money or 'connections'. All I have done I had to do by myself - George will say “OK, you are an exception and you worked hard for it”. I might be an exception, but if I assumed that I do not have any chances in life because my parents are not rich and I would not work hard for my luck in life then... I would not be an exception.
Somehow talking about George and his “interesting” perspective on life reminded me of a story which I read to children I was looking after many years ago. It was a religious story, but I think it is very true in life, it does not matter if we believe in God or not. This is the story: One day God called to him a good and a bad angel. And he said to the good angel: “Go to the earth and from all the people there, bring me just one person who is wicked. Only one, I am sure you will find someone”. And then He turned to the bad angel and said to him: “Go to the earth and bring me one person, only one, which you think is good”. The angels went to earth and after weeks of searching for the one person each should bring back to God, they returned empty-handed. God turned to the good angel and asked him: “Why did you not bring anyone with you? I am sure there will be bad people on earth”. And the good angel replied “You know God, I tried my best and yes, people are not perfect, they do make mistakes, but all of them have a good side to them also. They are humans with their weaknesses and drawbacks, however, I definitely could not find one person that I could say is bad”. Then God turned to the bad angel and ask him “So what about you, why did you come back empty-handed ?” And the bad angel replied “Oh God, humans are terrible. They all are wicked, everybody is doing something wrong. No, there are definitely not any good human beings on earth”. The moral of the story is, that people are how we see them. The world is how we see it. How we see others actually shows us who and how we are. Our perception of others is a mirror of ourselves. If we are kind, forgiving and caring we will see others as wonderful and friendly people. If we are angry and deceiving we will see others as aggressive and dishonest. It is not the world around us which is good or bad, it is just us, how we are and how we see the world...
I had better finish now, I think I worte enough. I hope you are enjoying your holidays and all is going well for you.
Lots of Wings,